C15 (1/2)

”There's meat to eat?!” I cheered.

However, San Mao was laughing out loud, he shook his head and said: ”With such a small amount of meat, how much will the twelve of us get?” He turned around and pointed at Wang Dali behind him and said, ”We have a pigeon breeding expert here. He said that pigeons are very easy to raise, and he can even go out on his own to find food. We had to climb more than 20 floors to catch the pigeons, and the Dr Lee was almost bitten by the Zombie! ”

”Really?” I said incredulously as I took the wheelbarrow from him.

”Haha …” Wang Da rubbed his hands and said with a bashful smile, ”Let me give it a try. I raised it when I was in the countryside. Our village has a national poverty alleviation plan, which is to teach everyone how to raise pigeons.”

Now, everyone was not in a hurry to eat dinner, and everyone, including Liu Guojun, gathered around. It's been a long time since we've had meat. Ever since the electricity went off in a large area, all of the frozen meat in the freezer has been decaying in a short period of time, and there's no place in the city to capture animals. Plus, there's also the easiest place to catch prey on to — all kinds of waters, because there's too many Zombie lurking and it's impossible to get close to them. In the past two months, we have only eaten one wild dog that San Mao beat to death with a rod.

”This wild pigeon can also go out and find food before flying back?” Uncle Feng rummaged through the boxes and found a wooden frame that had not been completely dismantled.

”Yes, it's to first eliminate magnetism.” He untied the rope from the pigeon's leg and carefully placed it into the frame. Then, he quickly closed the lid.

”Magnetization? How do I demagnetize? ” Everyone was anxious to know.

”The teacher who guided our breeding technique said that the pigeons were navigated by a geomagnetic field, so the first step to taming the pigeons was to demagnetize them with a magnet, so that they would forget where their original nests were … Uncle Feng, use your old semiconductor for me. ”

”Oh …” Uncle Feng immediately ran into the house. After a while, he ran out with a dilapidated 'Dexen' radio in his hand.

”Luckily you have this kind of old radio. The digital ones now don't have magnets in them.” He took the radio and flipped it up and down for a while.

”It's a good thing you're an electrical repairman, otherwise we wouldn't understand …” Uncle Feng muttered.

”Am I going to break it?” He looked at Uncle Feng vigorously and said.

”Go on, go on, go on. There's no hope of listening to him now anyway.” Uncle Feng waved his hand and said indifferently.

He raised the radio high above his head and swung it down so hard that the plastic cracked as the radio crashed to the floor.

He vigorously picked up the largest piece, fiddled with it with both hands for a moment, and then retrieved a circular magnet from within.

”Bring me a metal plate or something. It's not too big. As long as it can be used to feed pigeons, it must be iron.” He said it again.

”Ai!” ”Yes!” Auntie Chen answered loudly as she quickly took out an enamel plate from the house.

He vigorously sucked the magnets into the wooden frame of the pigeon, ”Alright, after eight days, remove the magnets. After seven days, you can open the lid and let them fly out. Just put them on the rooftop now, feed them every day and clean the cages every few days …”